Hard wrought these words.
Forged in hell, tempered by pain,
Sustained by unfathomable love,
They emerge into the world
Seeking out places to reverberate.
Their echoes touch me deeply:
Now particle, now wave,
They lead me in a quantum dance.
I recognise their signature,
Feel their presence,
Am touched by them,
We will always be connected.
In the silence of their absence
The bell of their parting sounds softly.
Fading, embodied, never forgotten,

Resting in the shadow of the breath